‘Bad Bet on the Bayou’
by Tyler Bridges
Farrar, Straus and Giroux, $27.50
Louisiana has always been one of our most colorful states. In “Bad Bet on the Bayou,” author Tyler Bridges tells the story of the rise of gambling in Louisiana in the 1990s under the free-wheeling guidance of Edwin Edwards, the state’s four-term charismatic governor.
Edwards’ subsequent entanglement with organized crime, improper payoffs and public corruption ultimately led to his downfall and conviction. It’s a story that could teach many lessons, but not with this disappointing effort.
Edwards, having narrowly obtained legislative approval for a land-based casino, several riverboat casinos and video-poker machines, orchestrated the licensing and leasing process, obtaining huge (and hugely improper) cash payments for himself along the way.
He once stuffed $400,000 into a money vest he wore to avoid detection at an airport. But the FBI snared him with a series of wiretaps and informers with tape recorders.
Edwards himself leads an imposing cast of rakish characters. So confident of winning reelection in 1983, he opined that he couldn’t lose unless he was caught “in bed with a dead girl or a live boy.”
But Edwards is only the start. Aging organized-crime figures fumble over money-management problems, high-flying developers offer pyramid-scheme financing to build outsized casinos, and FBI agents wiretap phones. It’s a great story. Unfortunately, Bridges fails to live up to its potential. The author, a reporter for The Times-Picayune, offers little more than a nod to historical context, introduces dozens of characters with every turn of the page, often out of chronological sequence, and draws few lessons from the tale.
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Governor didn’t know when to fold ’em
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The City of Roses is smelling like murder
‘Wild Justice’
By Phillip Margolin
HarperCollins,$26
When Portland Detective Bobby Vasquez receives an anonymous tip that notorious drug dealer Martin Breach is about to make a large cocaine sale to prominent surgeon Vincent Cardoni in a remote mountain cabin, he’s faced with a choice. He can try to corroborate the tip, obtain a lawful warrant, and search the cabin. Or he can just search the cabin without a warrant and hope his fabricated excuse for doing so holds up in court. Intent on nailing Breach, Vasquez opts to ignore the legal niceties.
The cabin, as it turns out, holds no cocaine but does feature two severed heads carefully stored in the fridge. A nearby makeshift burial ground contains the mutilated remains of nine bodies. The bloodstained operating table in the basement makes it clear that this was the work of an insane serial killer. And all but conclusive evidence points to Cardoni, a notoriously violent surgeon.
All this by Page 59, and the pace only begins to accelerate in Portland writer Phillip Margolin’s new thriller, “Wild Justice.” Margolin, who specializes in the serial-murderer-gone-amok genre, is a splendid writer. Several of his prior books have been New York Times best sellers since his 1994 best known novel, “Gone, But Not Forgotten.”
Cardoni, a spectacularly unappealing man dubbed “Dr. Death” by the tabloids, is arrested, but he protests his innocence and fingers his estranged wife, Dr. Justine Castle, as framing him. Cardoni hires top-gun criminal defense lawyer Frank Jaffe and his daughter, Amanda, who has just graduated from law school. In a showstopping hearing, Jaffe exposes Vasquez’s perfidity and wins Cardoni his freedom, much to Jaffe’s, and his daughter’s, discomfort. Cardoni swiftly disappears, leaving behind a handful of evidence indicating that he is apparently dead.
But four years later another series of disturbingly sadistic and grisly murders are discovered in a remote farm house, complete with torture notes and body parts. (Really, it’s hard to find this many severed heads and body parts for just $26.) Justine Castle is arrested at the scene and the evidence tips rather dramatically against her. She insists on her innocence and claims she’s being framed by her ex-husband. But she has a more complicated history than we’ve been let on and her defense – led by Amanda Jaffe, now a seasoned lawyer in her own right – is no cake walk. Amanda struggles to reconcile who she thinks is really guilty with her duty to defend her client.
“Wild Justice” has the gritty feel of reality, with careful and accurate descriptions of Portland-area locations, and character development that lets you feel for Amanda’s struggle to emerge from her father’s shadow, as well as her internal conflict over her duty to defend even a client who she believes is guilty. Make no mistake: this is no Grisham cutout. Margolin’s compelling writing, thoughtful plot and colorful narrative all put the best seller of the courtroom genre to shame.
Margolin is a former criminal defense attorney from Portland, and his experience shows. Virtually all of the courtroom maneuvers are accurate, which is no small trick to accomplish while at the same time maintaining an accelerating narrative velocity. But the attorney-client privilege sure takes a beating here: Amanda blabs her clients’ confidences left and right (which a lawyer is forbidden from doing). Perhaps we are to discern the errors of a new lawyer, or maybe it’s just literary license. Either way, it’s not much comfort to her clients, though, who are facing the death penalty or worse.
The book’s title is taken from a quote from Francis Bacon, quoted at the outset: “Revenge is a kind of wild justice.” And there’s certainly plenty to spread around. Justine Castle wants revenge for her brutal mistreatment by her husband during their marriage; Vincent Cardoni wants revenge against his wife for setting him up; the drug dealer Martin Breach wants revenge for a body-part sale gone awry for which he blames Cardoni; Vasquez wants revenge for a ruined career. Amid the flying accusations and counteraccusations, its hard to find a character who does not cross your mind as a suspect before you finally snap your fingers and figure it all out. -
Casting light on a dark subject
‘Unspeakable Acts; Ordinary People: The Dynamics of Torture’
by John Conroy
Knopf, $26
‘The Good Listener: Helen Bamber, A Life Against Cruelty’
by Neil Belton
Pantheon, $27
Torture is something that happens in other countries, at other times, to other – different – people. Or so most of us want to believe. Unfortunately, it isn’t so.
In “Unspeakable Acts; Ordinary People: The Dynamics of Torture,” John Conroy, a Chicago journalist and author of “Belfast Diary: War as a Way of Life,” explores torture in settings close to home for many Americans: the torture of suspected IRA activists in Northern Ireland by the British, the beatings of Arabs in Israel and the use of electric shock on prisoners by Chicago police. He selected these examples, not because they were the most egregious incidents of torture, but rather because they are not: State-sponsored torture is a depressingly common experience.
Conroy first details the detention of 14 Northern Irish men by the British government in 1971. All of the men were subjected to the same treatment: Their captors placed hoods over their heads, blasted noise at them and forced them to stand leaning against a wall for days at a time. Severe beatings followed any movement. Most were denied access to toilets or food. When the men were eventually released, and the episode revealed, the government denied any “torture” and publicly labeled the victims as “thugs and murderers.”
Conroy next describes the calculated beatings of Arabs in an Israeli village during the Intifada uprising. The Israeli army seized the men from their homes at night, drove them to isolated locations, and systematically beat them and broke their legs. Even the Israeli soldiers left the scene shaken, with several crying. Although the operation was eventually exposed and the responsible officer court martialed, the punishment was relatively light.
Conroy finally focuses on the torture of arrestees by Chicago police through the use of an electrical generator. Although the police denied the practice for years, one of the victims sued and won, revealing the electrical torture and subsequent cover-up.
All of these are offered not as examples of extreme violence, but to show how routine and commonplace – even in our modern world – torture is. Conroy brings us along as he sits down with many of the torturers for coffee, and quietly talks about what they did and why they did it.
Not surprisingly, they see nothing wrong with the behavior, and offer up a variety of excuses for why the torture was necessary to protect the public. It is a time-honored response. Torture, from St. Augustine (who defended the practice), to Aristotle, to the Spanish Inquisition, is often defended on strikingly similar grounds: because the victim is evil and not really “human”; because the victim himself is a criminal and has or will cause even greater pain to innocent people; because others engage in even worse forms of torture; or simply because it is perceived as an effective shortcut to obtaining crucial information.
Conroy surveys societies that condone torture, and notes that the process often begins with the marginalization of a disfavored minority (the Left, the Right, the Arab, the Jew) that is ridiculed, humiliated and ultimately dehumanized to the point that it “finds itself beyond the compassion of the public at large.”
Conroy’s approach, though, emphasizes the banality of torture at the cost of minimizing its frequency and historic and geographic reach. Although he devotes a portion of the book to the history of torture, it is a sidelong glance at best, and does not even attempt to survey the virtual catalog of state-sponsored torture present in history, much less in the modern world.
By contrast, Neil Belton’s recent biography of Helen Bamber, “The Good Listener,” takes the opposite tack by focusing on the victim, not the torturer. Bamber, a 74-year-old activist, has devoted her life to working with torture victims.
Bamber volunteered as a young woman to work with a Jewish Relief Unit in occupied Germany just after World War II. She arrived at the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp soon after the British forces liberated it, and was stunned by the thousands of decomposing bodies, human waste and barely alive survivors scattered like refuse around the camp.
Belton’s fluid and descriptive writing captures this horrific scene and the chaotic years that followed. At least some of the children rescued from the camps were brought to England where Bamber worked with them, attempting to bring them back from the unspeakable horror they had survived.
Bamber thus launched a career of working with torture victims, and fighting torture, around the world. Quiet listening and talking of her own experiences are the tools Bamber employs to salve the wounds of these broken men and women.
As Belton writes, “Fifty years after governments representing most of humanity declared that they rejected `cruel, inhuman or degrading punishment,’ an elderly, formally unqualified woman and her colleagues, working from a row of terraced houses under a railway bridge in North London, hold up a flimsy, necessary barrier against torture.”
Belton’s book is better written than Conroy’s: The writing is more fluid and descriptive, the narrative is fascinating and the attention to detail is captivating. If there is a fault in Belton’s writing, it is the odd and muddled opening chapter of the book, which describes the cold reception British veterans of the surrender of Singapore received on returning home. A far more briskly paced and engaging core lies beyond this opening stumbling block.
Both of these books shed a light on a terrible and unfortunately common aspect of human frailty. Maybe someday we can accurately describe torture as something awful that happened at other times, in other places. But until that day, these narratives shed a necessary, if not welcome, light on this perverse corner of human behavior. -
In harm’s way
Montana’s Glacier Park contains within it some of the most awe-inspiring mountains in America. But one of the park’s most prominent peaks also was the scene of a terrible disaster in the late 1960s, relatively unknown outside of Montana until this month’s publication of McKay Jenkins’ new book.
‘The White Death: Tragedy and Heroism in an Avalanche Zone’
by McKay Jenkins
Random House, $23.95
Just after Christmas 1969, five young men, ages 18 to 22, set out to climb the sheer ice wall of the north face of Mount Cleveland in the park. The ascent of the north face, one of the highest vertical walls in America, would have been a first, under the worst possible conditions in the dead of winter.
Days later, their failure to return set off an enormous and perilous search, involving both U.S. and Canadian authorities. Their tracks were eventually found at the edge of a massive avalanche. The search-and-rescue effort was abandoned when deteriorating weather made it all but impossible to continue, and the chances of the young men surviving became minimal.
Their bodies were eventually recovered during the spring thaw, buried deep within the cold grip of the avalanche, some upside down and hanging suspended in an ice cave formed by the spring runoff, more than 30 feet from the surface of the snow.
In his captivating new book, Jenkins unfolds the tragedy as a framework for a history of avalanches. The first detailed published account of the tragedy, the book has sparked an outpouring of interest nationally, including a cover story in Outside magazine and an upcoming excerpt in Reader’s Digest.
In the style of Norman MacLean’s best-selling exploration of a notorious Montana forest fire in “Young Men and Fire,” Jenkins combines the best of a study of the history and causes for avalanche disasters with a gripping story of young men pitting their strength and mountaineering skills against a formidable foe under unforgiving conditions.
Jenkins, a professor at the University of Delaware and a prolific writer for numerous publications, explained in a recent interview how, during a ski vacation in Glacier Park, he attended a slide show by park Ranger Bob Frauson. Frauson had cautioned the young men on the danger of their proposed trip, and helped to lead the search-and-rescue efforts.
Frauson’s story of the tragedy – almost completely unreported in the national press at the time – captured Jenkins’ imagination.
“Frauson essentially wrote the book in that presentation,” Jenkins explained. In the following two years, Jenkins pored through the general literature on avalanches and interviewed family, rescue officials and others about the Montana tragedy. Slipping in the science of avalanches “sideways” around the narrative results in a remarkably interesting study of the history, causes and sometimes disastrous Sudden, horrifically swift and massive, avalanches are difficult to predict, much less to survive. Avalanches are usually caused by instability between different layers of snow, and particularly dangerous slab avalanches are often launched when “depth hoar” – small glittering sugar granules of snow – forms between layers of snow.
When the unsuspecting climber or skier steps onto such a field of snow, the top level of snow can suddenly collapse with a “whoompf,” and trigger a fracture across the snowfield that moves in excess of 300 mph. This is followed by a sudden massive release of the top snow layers. Fueled by its sheer weight and greased by the underlying depth hoar, the avalanche roars down the mountain, with more than 2,800 times the power generated by an Amtrak locomotive, exploding everything before it and easily overtaking anyone in its path.
Although Jenkins avoids any suggestion that the Montana climbers should not have attempted the ascent, he notes the alarming increase in avalanche death: From 1950 to 1975, roughly half a dozen people died in avalanches in the United States each year. But in the past five years, it has leaped to an average of 28 per year and last year reached 32 fatalities – the worst in 75 years. European avalanches last year were even deadlier: 160 people died in the record snowfalls.
Avalanches, like hurricane-force winds, earthquakes or other natural forces, occur every day, and are not generally dangerous in and of themselves. “Only when human life is present – when the avalanche serves as the backdrop to human drama – are these natural forces `dangerous,’ ” Jenkins says.
Avalanche death has increased in recent years, not because avalanches are getting worse, but because humans are putting themselves at risk more often. Jenkins attributes this, in large part, to the elimination of most risk from the average American’s life.
The “alpha male” lawyer from Chicago carries an attitude into the mountains, where his status means nothing and his attitude is a downright liability. Bolstered with the latest expensive gear, many try to squeeze maximum risk into minimum time, untempered by experience, humility or real knowledge of hidden risks. The result, Jenkins believes, is often disastrous.
In this case, these young men were among the best-trained and most-experienced climbers of their generation. But, even armed with that skill and experience, because of the unique geologic structure of the mountain upon which they found themselves, they could not see the amount of snow above them, lying in wait for an errant footstep to release its awful power.
Humility is the lesson of the disaster, Jenkins says – that, and the knowledge that even the best-trained and best-prepared cannot anticipate the natural forces that sometimes lurk beyond our power to recognize or control.
Although more deadly avalanches have occurred, the Mount Cleveland disaster remains one of the nation’s worst, and a warning that mountains are dangerous places. Even strong young men with mountaineering expertise are no match against the danger that often lies beneath that soft white blanket of snow. “White Death” is an eloquent and spectacular tribute to five young men who died 31 years ago. -
Back In The Courtroom, Turow Shines
‘Personal Injuries’
by Scott Turow
Farrar, Straus and Giroux, $27
Scott Turow burst upon the courtroom-thriller scene in 1987 with his best-selling debut, “Presumed Innocent.” His subsequent novels each reached for the same fluid writing, thought-provoking story lines and stunning twists of his opening gambit, but each fell short in its own way.
In his dazzling new book, “Personal Injuries,” Turow returns to top form and demonstrates what makes him arguably the best courtroom novelist of our time.
“Personal Injuries” revolves around its central character, Robbie Feaver, the top personal-injury lawyer in Kindle County. Feaver, a flamboyant playboy, lavishly shows off his success with carefully tailored Italian suits, expensive sports cars and a richly appointed law office. His partner, Morton Dinnerstein, is brilliant at research and writing, but terrified of the courtroom. The two make a fearsome and winning combination, with Dinnerstein handling the law and Feaver generating the courtroom sizzle.
Feaver’s wife, Rainey, suffers from Lou Gehrig’s disease, a severe degenerative condition that has rendered her largely helpless and dependent on Feaver. Feaver, in turn, is dependent on the generous income from his successful practice to provide his wife with necessary and expensive technology. Caught in this bind, Feaver needs to win his cases to ensure a steady flow of cash, not only to shore up his ego but to care for his dying wife.
When the FBI discovers Feaver’s secret bank account from which he makes payments to certain Kindle County judges in return for favorable rulings, Feaver is caught in an inescapable trap. To cooperate means treason to the bench and bar of Kindle County – with possibly life-threatening consequences. But to refuse is worse: betrayal of his promise to look after Rainey as she slides into total dependency.
Trapped, Feaver becomes the pawn of Stan Sennett, the powerfully ambitious U.S. attorney who is bent on clearing the bench of Kindle County of corrupt judges and complicit lawyers. Feaver is wired and sent to work cases involving fictional plaintiffs, paying off corrupt judges and courtroom staff for favorable results, generating explosive evidence in the process that is captured on video and audiotape for the investigating federal grand jury.
To guard against betrayal, Feaver is shadowed by an undercover FBI agent who goes by the alias of Evon Miller. She poses as his new paralegal and his supposed latest in a long line of sexual conquests. Miller is conflicted in her undercover role – uncertain of her own identity to begin with, she blends in easily in the office but develops a begrudging respect for Feaver as they grapple with the inevitable ups and downs as the investigation proceeds.
The primary target of the effort is not the lower-level courtroom staff involved in the corrupt activity, but the judges themselves. In the course of the undercover operation, Feavor tapes his dealings with Sherm Crowthers, a tall, domineering African-American judge intent on getting his share of the graft that’s long been the entitlement of his white brethren; Barnett Skolnick, a dim-witted, bulbous judge awarded the job largely on account of his mob-connected brother (“Knuckles” Skolnick); and Silvio Malatesta, a bookish scholar corrupted by the system and preferring to imagine that it does not involve him. But the prosecution’s main target is the corrupt and enormously powerful presiding judge, Brendan Tuohey. But Tuohey is at least as cagey as his pursuer, and his capture is no easy task.
One might be tempted to dismiss this tale of widespread judicial corruption as implausible, but the book is in fact based on Turow’s own experience as a federal prosecutor in the famous “Operation Greylord” sting operation that resulted in the conviction of 15 Chicago judges, 49 lawyers and dozens of court personnel in the 1980s. Perhaps because of this real-life background, “Personal Injuries” features a rich texture, carefully drawn characters and a backstage pass to a fascinating sting operation in progress. But, never fear, this is no excuse for long-winded war stories. Rather, the book all but explodes down its plot line, hurling the reader along with it, until sometime – late in the night – the reader arrives at its denouement and is left staring at the ceiling, pondering the implications.
Turow’s book aptly demonstrates that life doesn’t always turn out the way one plans – whether in real life, or in undercover operations. As the final page turns, it is safe to say that no one involved in the effort gets entirely what he or she wanted, expected or deserved. No one, that is, except the reader. -
Political Criticisms; No Solutions — Political Woes; No Solutions
‘The Corruption of American Politics: What Went Wrong and Why’
by Elizabeth Drew Birch Lane Press/Carol, $21.95
It is not difficult to find those who complain that American political discourse has become more partisan, more harsh and less statesmanlike. In “The Corruption of American Politics,” Elizabeth Drew joins the chorus, arguing that campaign-finance abuses and the corruption of public political discussion have conspired to poison the American public’s view of its government.
Drew argues that over the past 25 years, U.S. politics have degenerated into nasty partisan bickering and unfair debates, curtailed or limited by anti-democratic rules imposed by congressional leaders. She believes that Americans had “fresh confidence” in their government in 1974 following the resignation of President Nixon after the Watergate scandal, all of which has dissipated in the intervening years.
Although she focuses her fire on increasing partisanship, she reserves her most withering critique for campaign-finance abuses and the collapse of the system for regulating campaign contributions.
In 1972, Congress enacted these reforms, strictly limiting the amounts that could be contributed to federal candidates or political parties. The U.S. Supreme Court overturned portions of the new law, allowing restrictions on contributions to candidates, but holding it unconstitutional to limit citizens’ contributions to political parties for purposes other than direct candidate support. Individuals and political parties, in turn, were limited in their spending on individual candidates, but retained free-speech rights to unlimited spending on issues.
This loophole quickly swallowed the rule, and in present-day political life both major political parties take in vast sums of unregulated “soft money” to be used on “issue ads” calculated to help or hinder specific candidates without expressly saying so. While federal law still strictly regulates direct contributions to candidates and direct expenditures on their behalf, these restrictions, Drew argues, are toothless and easily evaded. And she is probably right.
Drew, who regularly contributes to The New Yorker, usually dispenses carefully reasoned analysis of the political scene in Washington, but here her writing is careless and her analysis either cliched, mushy-headed, or both.
The first portion of her treatise contends that political discourse is not what is used to be and is burdened with more partisan bickering than it was 25 years ago. It’s an interesting point and one fairly subject to debate, but Drew so relentlessly lays the blame on the Republican Party that it becomes difficult to take seriously her thesis that “partisanship” is a bad thing. Partisanship, in any event, has been a central theme in American politics, which, after all, has long featured harsh debate, canings on the House floor, dueling pistols (Burr/Hamilton), assassinations (McKinley, Lincoln, Kennedy) and even revolution (tax, sexual and otherwise). Harsh words seem unlikely to pose any serious threat to the Republic’s foundation.
Drew’s complaints about campaign-finance abuses are equally misplaced. She is right in complaining that loopholes in federal campaign laws are routinely exploited by the major parties. But the cure for this is difficult to imagine and likely worse than the disease.
Drew herself devotes only a few short pages to endorsing campaign-finance reform, but without any serious effort to consider the constitutional implications. One is left wondering whether or how one might limit debate over “issues” by individuals or political parties without posing serious threats to speech rights thought fundamental not only by the Supreme Court, but a majority of Americans. It’s a difficult issue, but you’re won’t find any help in resolving it here.
Federal financing of campaigns, free airtime for political campaigns, or other solutions that might actually relieve candidates of the relentless demands of fund raising for ever-increasing campaign costs are barely mentioned and quickly rejected.
Drew’s book draws a compelling portrait of problems facing our democracy at the turn of the century. It is, unfortunately, empty of any real solutions. -
Retelling Story Of Heroic Battle
‘Breakout: The Chosin Reservoir Campaign, Korea 1950’
by Martin Russ Fromm International, $27.50$
In November 1950, the war in Korea seemed close to an end: U.S. troops were approaching the Yalu River that separated Korea from China, about to close in on the remnants of the tattered Korean army, secure victory, and were expected to be home for Christmas. Unfortunately, that’s not what happened.
Instead, thousands of Chinese Communists silently poured across the border, trapping 12,000 U.S. Marines in the rough, bitterly cold mountains. The story of how these Marines battled their way out of that trap remains today one of the most heroic stories of the century.
In “Breakout,” former Marine and Korean War veteran Martin Russ tells the story of the Chosin Reservoir campaign at ground level. He relies on first-hand accounts from the Marines themselves of the horrific conditions and brutal combat, weaving their voices with official accounts of the battle. It is a compelling story, and hearing it from the voices of the then-young Marines themselves brings it vividly to life.
In November 1950, U.S. troops were advancing both in the east and west of North Korea, closing in a giant pincer movement that would trap the remaining North Korean troops. Commanding generals, confident that the Chinese would not intervene, dismissed concerns by the Marines that they were unprotected and stretched too thinly in the rugged mountains. Indeed, even the initial reports of Chinese troops in North Korea were dismissed as imaginative or nothing more than a handful of volunteers. In fact, as U.S. forces learned to their dismay, the forces were quite real, enormous in number and devastatingly prepared to take maximum advantage of the difficult terrain.
Encircled by more than 60,000 Chinese troops, trapped in mountains with only one narrow road for access – which was quickly cut off by enemy troops – and battling sub-zero weather, the grossly outnumbered U.S. forces were given little hope of survival. Even the newspapers at home described their plight as hopeless. But the story of the raw bravery, skill and firepower focused by the Marines as they blasted their way out of those deadly circumstances is nothing less than astonishing. Reluctant to ever admit a retreat, the Marines famously dubbed their exit an “attack in a different direction.”
Carrying most of their wounded, and many of their dead, the Marines successfully extracted themselves and nearly 1,000 vehicles while inflicting massive numbers of casualties on the surrounding enemy troops. Gung-ho to the end, one young Marine commented that “they’re in trouble, not us.” He was right.
As strong as this story is, it is not quite strong enough to mask the flaws in this account of the battle. Although vivid, Russ’ ground-level approach to the narrative does not often pause to explain the context of particular engagements or provide detailed maps or photographs that might illustrate the topography or location of the combat. Almost 50 years after the fact, such an account could have, but does not in “Breakout,” put the battle in a larger historical context.
Still, the unmistakable feel of this hard reality seeps from the pages of this book: that these young Marines saved themselves from circumstances that would have crushed almost any others. The Chosin Reservoir campaign, and those who fought it, deserves its places as one of our country’s most heroic battles. -
Monica’s Bio: Scant New Or Salacious Details
‘Monica’s Story’
By Andrew Morton
St. Martin’s Press, $24.95
For those who have not yet had enough of Monica Lewinsky, this book is must-read material. The rest of us might want to take a pass.
The just-released “Monica’s Story” is, of course, the breathless biography of Monica Lewinsky, the intern in her 20s whose sexual affair with President Clinton led to the president’s impeachment. Written by Andrew Morton, author of fawning biographies of Princess Diana, “Monica’s Story” offers a third-person account of the tawdry affair and its aftermath.
To Morton’s credit, he offers just 35 pages of material concerning Monica’s life before Washington, correctly guessing that few readers are interested in her childhood years. Morton launches the reader directly into Monica’s arrival in Washington and her indiscretions with President Clinton. “Monica’s Story,” however, offers almost no salacious detail on the sexual encounters themselves. Independent Counsel Kenneth Starr’s nearly pornographic report to Congress is the handy guide to cigars, stained dresses and the like.
Indeed, there isn’t much new in this book not already reported or revealed in last week’s interview by Barbara Walters with Lewinsky. Monica arrives as an intern in the White House, is captivated by the president’s “sexuality,” and finds an opportunity to flash her infamous “thong” underwear. They meet in the bathroom of his private study for their more intimate exchanges.
The descriptions of their encounters are striking for the wildly reckless nature of the arrangements. The book reveals the flaws in the two primary characters. Clinton anguishes over his infidelity and struggles to break it off with Monica, only to relapse with a hopeless lack of self-control into more sordid misbehavior. Monica becomes unable to accept that maybe this married man and sitting president might not want to continue the affair.
The most interesting portions of the book concern Lewinsky’s betrayal by her “friend” Linda Tripp and Lewinsky’s brutal treatment by Starr’s agents. Tripp’s treachery is stunning: from taping Lewinsky’s phone calls to pleading with her to prevent the stained dress from being cleaned, to steering Lewinsky to use a delivery service from whom Tripp can secretly obtain copies of invoices for White House deliveries.
Although Lewinsky has been silenced by Starr from discussing her treatment at the hands of Starr’s investigators in her media interviews, she is free from such restrictions in Morton’s book. Held in a hotel room by armed FBI agents and seasoned prosecutors, she is confronted with two choices – “cooperation” by wearing a recording device to ensnare the president, his secretary and his friend Vernon Jordan, or facing prosecution and “27 years” in prison if she leaves the room or consults with her lawyer.
Her repeated requests to talk to her lawyer are refused. But more outrageous is this: her crime at that point was signing a false affidavit. Had she been allowed to contact her lawyer, she could have prevented the filing of the affidavit – a more serious crime.
Had enough? Don’t buy this book. But “Monica’s Story” does provide a voice for a humiliated woman who almost certainly wishes she never got a White House internship and fell in love with a married guy who worked there. -
A White House Love Triangle
‘Face-Time’
by Erik Tarloff Crown, $23
Perhaps it is a measure of how far we have come that an entertaining, even funny, novel could be written about illicit sexual affairs in the White House and seem entirely plausible. “Face-Time” answers questions confronting the nation for over a year: How could a seemingly brilliant president have done something so unbelievably stupid? And what on earth could any young woman who agreed to such an arrangement have been thinking?
In “Face-Time,” rising-star political activist Benjamin Krause falls madly in love with beautiful Gretchen Burns, while they work together in the whirlwind of presidential candidate Charles Sheffield’s campaign. When their candidate moves into the White House, both win positions in the new administration: Ben writing speeches and Gretchen to the less prestigious Office of Social Affairs. Things are grand – although Ben does feel bad for Gretchen’s lack of presidential access – until Ben discovers that Gretchen has “access” of a different sort: She is sleeping with the president. Although Gretchen swears her love for Ben, she refuses to end the affair. Caught by the flattering attention of the most powerful man in the world, she is unable to turn away from the ultimate “face-time” with the president. She even accuses Ben of being as jealous of her access to the resident – the ultimate measuring stick of power in the Capitol – as he is of her sexual betrayal.
Ben’s stock rises within the White House with promotions and an endless stream of invitations to state dinners, to the White House theater and to other highly prized social events. But, cuckolded by the ultimate alpha male while at the same time committed to Gretchen, Ben is unable to break it off with Gretchen or quit his position at the pinnacle of power.
The climax of the novel – so to speak – occurs on the Truman Balcony of the White House, where Ben is invited by the president after a dinner. Sweating in the heat, the two talk quietly overlooking Washington. The president compares himself to Churchill and defends Churchill’s personal shortcomings on the grounds of his monumental contributions. “Maybe he needs to be judged on a different scale,” he suggests and then launches into a summary of the various crises around the globe that demand his own attention. When Ben rejects the analogy, the president admits to the affair and urges Ben to get over it. Ben rejects the advice, the president’s comparisons and the notion that those in such positions have any entitlement to such sexual liberties.
The whole novel could have been written for this one confrontation, with the president defending his supposed right to have his way with the women surrounding him and, perhaps more satisfying, his own speech writer talking back. The novel does resolve the triangle, but the denouement is best left undisclosed here.
Written by Erik Tarloff, who himself has worked with the Clinton White House speech-writing staff and is married to Laura D’Andrea Tyson, chairman of the Council of Economic Advisers during Clinton’s first term, the novel is full of careful detail that brings realism to the writing.
“Face-Time” is an intriguing, thoughtful and sometimes very funny look at an issue that has captured the nation for over a year. The novel provides a useful vehicle to examine how those in powerful positions seem so often to claim the right to take liberties with sexual boundaries that bind the rest of us – and just how easy that sometimes is. -
American Labor, From A To L To Z
‘The Lexicon of Labor’
by Emmett Murray
The New Press, $13.95
“The Lexicon of Labor” is a recently published dictionary of the labor movement in America, inspired by a Washington State Labor Council pamphlet and written by longtime Seattle Times editor Emmett Murray. Organized alphabetically, the small book covers American labor history from A to Z, providing pithy summaries of notable terms, characters and events over the last hundred years.
Some of Murray’s most interesting entries reflect Washington State’s own labor history. Flip to the entries under “C” to find the description of the 1918 “Centralia Massacre,” in which an armed contingent from an Armistice Day parade attacked the union hall of the Industrial Workers of the World (IWW – also known as the radical and notoriously violent “wobblies”), resulting in the death of three of the attackers. One of the union men, Wesley Everest, escaped briefly, killing one of his pursuers before capture. Everest was lynched and his body mutilated. The union men were charged with murder and conspiracy and many of them were convicted. None of the attackers were ever charged or jailed.
Under “E,” Murray summarizes the 1916 “Everett Massacre,” a similarly violent – and unjust – confrontation involving the IWW. Arriving in Everett to support a strike, six of the workers were shot down by sheriff’s deputies. Only the workers were charged with murder, but all were acquitted.
Elsewhere, the book covers the basics of the language of labor, from “Boulwarism” to “zipper clauses,” from “impasse” to “salting.”
The book is a handy reference for the newly initiated, but perhaps a bit slow reading for the casual reader. Although at times interesting, it is marred by its relentless union-side political correctness. The labor movement certainly was unfairly and brutally treated over the years, but was hardly without flaws itself. Nonetheless, those committed to the cause are likely to find the book interesting and maybe even worth reading aloud while walking the picket line.